#my brain is truly empty

[deoidesign]

Happy pride from Adam and Steve, my t4t gay vampire and werewolf!!!

They're from my webcomic. It's good. I'm not biased. It's funny and gentle and they time travel to a new location every full moon, where there's a new little mystery to solve!

[kitnita]

georgie gives ekky some privacy —   SJS vs UTA —  01.10.25

[qprpbj]

parents think hes tryna impress a girl meanwhile darrys making out with paul holden in his backseat like hello ??

no bc it’s so personal and so funny to me. ESPPP dad. literally what dad in the 60s would ever in his right mind assume that the person his teenage son is trying to look good for is his brodude best friend since elementary school…like ik he’s oblivious as hell. karen curtis though…….i think Maybe she’d have a little inkling..

[cosmic--static]

Dream doodles <3

[ghostydrawsstuff]

Offendy! I am putting a refrence to you in me school. How should I do it >:3

(me is also working on Rosemary drawings, ghosty)

Transcript cuz I know my handwriting sucks- Why not put my Proxy mark somewhere?

Also ngl he'd also suggest putting it in a bathroom, because of course he would.

Anyways, sorry to have kept ya waiting so long, I hadn't touched my sketchbook at all until today. My bad I got very distracted

[dailyoyo]

thinking always about the fucking jet set radio sweatshirt xbox avatar also.

now theres no reason to take this seriously at ALL its a fucking buggy xbox avatar award it DOESNT MATTER IT DOESNT MATTER ITS NOT FUCKING REAL. i dont even know if the timeframe would Make Sense or not I DONT KNWO

BUT WHY DID THEY GO OUT OF THEIR WAY TO SPECIFY ITS GOJIS. COME ON. ITS GOUJIS SHIRT, SPECIFICALLY? FROM WHEN HE WAS YOUNGER? ENJOYED JET SET RADIO ENOUGH TO WEAR A HOODIE OF IT?

Ohhhhhhh grampa you fucking had the spark of free spirit in your eye as a youth but you were a rich dickhead and everything it stood against andso it rotted out of you leaving a hollow in your heart and you think you can put it back by force by tearing it out of everyone else for you to keep dont you. you are your biggest idol's worst enemy and so you have to prove yourself better at any cost by ripping it out by the roots (<- Mod noname is an insane madman ignore my posts.)

[kowaindar0u]

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this is probably not news but I guess just in case new/returning folks find me lol

the depression/adhd/etc? demons have been Really rearing their ugly heads lately, probably due to the season, probably also due to Life Factors, so i have like... no brainpower to focus on writing 💀

hopefully as both weather and some life things (fingers crossed) change i'll get back to writing !! i have this and another blog i owe on, and the urge to rp is never truly sated so...i Will be back it just might be a hot minute 😔

if you would like to follow my personal blog that's @nightxaviation , i also am on twitter , and discord!!

[milliesfishes]

phantom is on to something here and i’d like to provide the submission that billy and his girl dying together is like those fossils found of the two animals who cuddled together and died. their bones are just forever intertwined

anon you and phantom are cooking and I also want you to know that I bowed my head at this and just…had to be still…for a moment

”bones forever intertwined”- I’m quitting everything omg guys…I am inspired and the angst is going to go nuts for this one

[t-u-i-t-c]

going to need my brain to stop pretending there's levels i have to unlock to recall memories and knowledge i already have

[fluffydavey]

this is a little late, but hopefully it’s still worth it! for @slingshotsandrosarybeads who wanted some fluffy crutchie, davey and jack!! with some added albert because we love our angry king!!

He doesn’t take much in from the conversation, only that Crutchie hasn’t made it to the penthouse yet, and after a very hot summer’s day with a slow headline that even Jack struggled to sell, Davey can’t remember the last time he saw Jack look so tired. He watches as Jack almost collapses onto his bed, with his back leaning against the wall, and he follows lead, hoping to take a rest before he makes his way back home to his family.

“I’ll sit here with you for a few minutes and then I’ll go home and nap,” he says aloud as he sits down, the thought of walking back home as his feet still ache is something he’s not prepared for yet, and turns to see that Jack’s eyes are already closed, and his head falls onto Davey’s shoulder. He knows that he should move, but he can feel his own tiredness kick in. He needs to go home, and go back to his and Les’ bed and actually get some sleep.

But he doesn’t want to go anywhere. He likes the feeling of having Jack’s body pressed up against his own, and even the fact that Davey is consciously aware of this should put a halt to any thoughts along those lines, but it doesn’t. It’s an internal battle he’s been fighting for quite some time now, but he’s never been able to sort through what it all means, exactly. And honestly? He’s too tired to care.

Shifting very carefully on the makeshit bed, Davey turns his body more towards Jack. He relaxes entirely and his eyes drift shut. Jack grunts and shifts slightly, and that little gesture pushes them even closer, making Davey’s chest feel full.

He falls asleep within minutes.

~~

Cructhie’s finally ready to call it a night, careful not to make too much noise because he’s seen just how tired Jack looked on his way back to the lodgings earlier that evening. Albert’s behind him, not as careful to keep his voice low, as he’s complaining about Race cheating in a card game, when Crutchie stops him mid sentence.

He sees a sleeping Jack and Davey, huddled closely together on Jack’s bed. There’s so much space on the bed, but the two are practically sleeping on top of the other. Davey’s got an arm around Jack, and Jack’s head is on Davey’s chest. He feels like he’s walked in on something so initimate, and it’s enough to even make Albert stop talking for once.

“So, what do you think?” he asks, standing still at the doorway.

“About what?”

There is silence, and then Crutchie glares at Albert before his eyes move towards the other two. “The two of them, dumbass.”

“What do you mean?” Albert says.

“Well, it’s just…has Jack ever fallen asleep on you before?”

“No, I don’t think so,” Albert says, after a pause. “What about you?”

“No, he always keeps to himself. Gets nightmares sometimes,” he admits. It’s an unspoken thing in the lodgings, but everyone knows that Jack likes to keeps to himself each night, with Crutchie being the only exception. Until now, of course.

“I’m still not sure I see your point, though.”

“I’m just saying…do you think there’s something going on there?”

“Between the two of them?” Albert asks, voice rising ever so slightly. Davey stirs slightly, and Crutchie’s sure that they’ve woken the boys up and they’ll be caught staring at the two sleeping. Although, Crutchie could easily hazard a guess that Davey’s reaction to that would be priceless. Instead though, a soft snore falls from Davey’s mouth and they watch as he presses even closer to Jack. “I don’t know, I mean, Jack’s been strangely protective of him since he started selling with us. Do you think they’d tell us if they were together?”

“I don’t know,” Crutchie says, eventually. He knows how dangerous it could be if they did get together, but he knows Jack weel enough for him to know that he could be trusted with their secret. “I suppose, either way, it doesn’t matter, though, does it? It’s not really any of our business whether Jack and Davey are just friends, or they’re more than that. As long as they’re happy.”

“Gross,” Albert groans, and Crutchie stiffles a laugh. “Although I cannot wait to tell the others about this. Race is gonna be pissed that he had to walk Les home just so they could snuggle.”

“Look, maybe don’t go running your mouth off like you usually do just yet,” he says, watching Albert carefully. “Jack’s been through a lot, let him have this.”

“You’re no fun,” Albert frowns, but Crutchie knows him well enough to know that Albert’s actually listened to him. He starts to make his way out of the room, but pops his head around the corner. “Hey Crutchie, don’t come crawling to me when he’s too busy with his loverboy to hang out with you.”

It’s extremely satisfying for Crutchie to hit Albert directly in the face with his slingshot, trying not to laugh too loud when the other boy curses to himself as he makes his way downstairs to his own bed. He takes a final look at the other boys who are in a deep sleep by this point. 

He’s had his suspicions at points, but Jack who normally has no issues telling Crutchie about his conquests to find true love has remained extremely tight lipped about whatever it is that’s going on with Davey. Crutchie’s pretty sure that whatever is going on between them is different than anything else Jack’s experienced, and if the way Davey looks at Jack when he thinks no one is looking is something to go by, he thinks the same goes for Davey too. 

When he wakes the next morning, he finds Jack alone in his bed, which he isn’t sure if he finds the fact surprising or not. “You sleep alright buddy?”

Jack smiles to himself, with a fond look in his eyes as he looks down at his hands. “Best I’ve slept in ages.”

“Well then, up and at ‘em! These papes won’t sell themselves,” he says, using his crutch to help him get up from his bed. “I swear you’re getting slow in your old age.”

“Hey! You’re not that much younger than me!” Jack says, pulling the blanket off of him, showing he slept in the same clothes that he wore the day before. They’re in a rush, so they make their way to Newsie square grabbing a quick bite to eat on their way. He thinks nothing off it, until Davey and Les make their way to get in line to collect their papes. 

“Same shirt as yesterday?” Albert asks, and Crutchie knows he’s doing his best not to blab about what he’d seen the night before, when his eyes quickly dart to Jack. Davey tries to shrug the question off, but everyone can see how flustered Albert’s question leaves him.

“Wait, Jack’s wearing the same clothes too!” Les points out, and he can see Davey failing miserably to keep his brother quiet, again. They collect their papers, not without a comment or two thrown their way. Davey looks like he’s about to self-combust, while Jack surprisingly takes it all in his stride. He thinks it’s going to be a pretty interesting day.   

[olli-online]

[melloneah]

guys i am so sorry i know ive been inactive BUT

U CAN SEND ME WAMMY’S DOODLE REQUESTS!!!! IF YOU’D LIKE!!!!! and i will probs draw them at some point in the next month(s)

[seventh-district]

why have i suddenly been gripped with the desire to get back into fishkeeping

[chaosciara]

I wish everything would kindly shut the fuck up. shut. the. fuck. up.

[dogcollarpunk]

actually extremely sad coming back to neopets its like a shell of its former self

[the-girl-who-cried-wolf]

Hey emma! I hope you're having a great day 🫶💗

As for the tag game, I took the quiz and my result was... The killer.

Which is why I threw my phone across the room and refused to acknowledge this and failed to reblog my results. I am sorry but I won't accept it, maybe I'll try again cause I don't know what went wrong.

I love you so much, I am not a killer <-[said no innocent person ever].

Here have a hug <3

hey mais!! i'm having an okay day!! i hope yours is fabulous u deserve it <33

and oh my god... the quiz told you you're a killer... you KNOW the quizzes don't lie mais 😳

but i would actually love to know what u get if u take the quiz again. bc if u get killer twice,,,, then im sorry bestie. ur fate is SEALED.

oh a hug! thank u so much 🥰 u must have known that ive been craving a good squeezing today 💜